Why are you here?

Peut-être vous recherchez un emplacement française au sujet de plastique, si ainsi ; désolé.

If you are here in search of information on mouldable explosives or an obscure DC character, I suggest you try Wikipedia.

However if you are looking for crap poetry of a socio-political nature, look no further...
Showing posts with label insanity. Show all posts
Showing posts with label insanity. Show all posts
Asylum





white
Stark and cold as fog in the snow,
Ridiculous furniture, blocks of foam,
Reinforced glass, primary school Hell.
Clean, bright, sterile, dead.
red
A mist of blood, futility breeds,
Passions checked limbically,
Through a haze of their pharmacy.
Confused, enraged, subdued, destroyed.
green
An ague of mould, sickly vital,
Awakening each day to Hell,
Cheery wardens of soul-death,
Drill a regimen of normalcy,
Crushing emotions with a needle,
Crushing intellect with a word,
Crushing psyche with a shrug.
blue
Eggshells broken, freedom calls,
Breezes waft my soul away,
Bargains made and plots hatched.
Lies, drugs, times, rules.
black
Drear and dark as the oceans depths,
Streets I cannot walk down,
Plenary chaos in it's true form.
Safety, warmth, power, peace.